City Kitty in the Country

Playing with BDII is a lot like playing with my boys from Ashley Madison only better because neither of us is married so we can play where ever or whenever we can arrange it and don’t have to worry about hiding our cars or being seen together in public. Can I just tell you all that I LOVE that!!

Although to a certain degree we DO have to be discreet because Kitty still has the little ones at home. So since BDII has a car show this weekend and I wanted to give him a proper send off, I offered to make the drive up to his place which is well over an hour away. He seemed thrilled with the idea and invited me to stay the night. Isn’t that sweet??? I can’t imagine any of my other lovers making that offer for obvious reasons. But Kitty had to decline because as I said, I still have the little ones at home and it’s the middle of the week so Kitty plans to play hard with BDII then return to my vanilla life.

I carefully planned my route to BDII’s house since I was leaving from work and the ride was still over an hour. At the last minute I decided to use the GPS on my phone and everything was going perfectly until my GPS said “You’ve arrived at your destination.” I looked around and all I saw were FARMS! I turned around and tried to backtrack then broke down and called BDII. He answered and started to become a little impatient with Kitty. In the end I was not far from his house and he talked me in but then Kitty made the futile mistake of parking in the long gravel driveway. “Park up here on the front lawn! Don’t park in the driveway” BDII shouted. This is when I knew I was in the country. If this guy is a serial killer this is the perfect place to do it. In the meantime I got out of the car and followed BD into the house and into what was clearly a sparsely furnished Manpartment. He began to kiss me right away but I pulled away to take a quick glance at the view. It was beautiful out here in the country. We talked briefly and then I realized that the GPS sucked the battery life out of my phone. “Let me run to my car and get my charger,” I said.

“Kiss me first,” BD said with his pants already pulled down exposing his erect cock.

I kissed him on the lips. “Kiss me where it counts,” motioning to his cock.

I leaned over and gave the head of his cock a quick suck and a lick just to let him know I was focused…as soon as I got my charger. I got up and began walking toward the door. He followed behind me, pulled me around and kissed me again, a long deep kiss this time. I immediately became wet. He wrapped his arms around me then put his hand down my pants still kissing me. His aggression was captivating. All I could focus on at that point was getting my clothes off as well as his. As he kissed me and rubbed my clit, I removed my jacket, shoes and belt.

“Bend over the table,” he commanded

I had been longing for him to fuck me from behind so I slipped off my pants and followed his order noticing that not one window in the entire apartment had any type of covering. He slipped inside of me but I suppose the table was too high. He turned me around and led me to the bedroom. Still half dressed he laid me on my back on the side of the bed and began thrusting inside of me. All I kept thinking was how nice he felt inside of me and how to get the rest of my clothes off.

It wasn’t long before he said, “turn over, and get on all fours.” Being the obedient Kitty that I am, I did exactly what I was told and was greeted with the wonderful sensation of his cock inside my pussy and his fingers in my ass. “You like this don’t you? You dirty little slut.”

All I could do was moan yes. “Make yourself cum for Daddy,” he said as he pulled out not one vibrator but two which he had purchased for me. He chose the larger of the two which was huge and purple. “Let me see you take that whole thing in.”

His eyes widened as the huge vibrator all but disappeared inside of me. I moved it and closed my eyes imagining him behind me. I leaned over and kissed him. He began stroking my entire body as I continued to move the vibrator until I couldn’t take it anymore and I let myself go.

Then it was his turn. Kitty went to work giving BDII one of my special blow jobs as I moved my finger in his ass. BDII began stroking his cock as I kissed his lips, ran my tongue down his chest, and nibbled his nipples. “Put your mouth down there,” he ordered as he continued to stroke.

As instructed Kitty moved down to his cock and began to suck the head. I could hear his breathing quicken and then began to taste the salty taste of his cum in my mouth. I moved up to his face and gave him a kiss letting him taste his juices inside my mouth.

We lay still for a few moments enjoying the tension release both of us just experienced. I am thinking about him right now. I wonder if he is thinking about me on his long trip away for the weekend.

Tearing Down Walls

Meeting BDII at a hotel was no sweat for me. He was hot and sexy and let’s face it Kitty has met many a men at hotel rooms. The trick was not to act like I had done it before. Originally he suggested meeting at a local restaurant then finding a place. I agreed thinking that I might suggest he just get the room and text me but I played dumb and went along with his plan. Fortunately I got a text as I was leaving the house saying that he got a room already…YES!!

So I drove on over and parked thinking that this is the first time in a long time that I am meeting a man at a hotel with no guilt and a man that I was beginning to really have feelings for. Oh who’s fooling who? I was smitten and there was no doubt about it.

He greeted me at the door but we did not have the awkward introduction that I have become accustomed to. We were very familiar with each other’s lips and the chemistry was already there between us. We kissed briefly and I turned to put down my keys. 

When I turned back he had his cock out already erect and ready for Kitty to wrap her lips around. Without hesitating I got on my knees and began to lick then suck BDII’s beautiful cock.

I had promised him the night before that I would do anything he asked me to do. I told him I wanted to be his little fuck toy. And like a smart man he realized he has a gem on his hands.

We undressed quickly; he laid me on my back and began to fuck me. Damn his cock felt good inside of me. When he moved down to my cleanly shaved pussy I immediately began to shake. I still have no idea what he did but I had the most intense orgasm that I can remember.

One request after another he made and I fulfilled. Everything from Anal to him snapping photos as he was fucking me. Between you and me there was nothing shocking. As he made his requests I quietly thanked each one of my former lovers for teaching me how to do what he had just requested. The acts themselves did not impress him I think as much as my sincere desire to please him. As he said “I love that you have NO hang ups.” And I thought to myself a little about what I had been through over the past few years and realized that I really don’t have any hang-ups…at least not in the bedroom.

One orgasm after another and four hours later it was time for us to part ways. We had a wonderful time and had some wonderful conversations in the midst of our fucking.

As we lay in bed I felt at peace for the first time in a long time. I wasn’t worried whether I would hear back from him or not. If anything I think he was concerned. BDII has nothing to worry about. I adore him and I am pretty sure he is fond of me too. 

Only time will tell but I have opened the door and let him in. That’s the first step.

Biker Dude II

My stomach is doing back flips this morning. I can’t tell if it is from the incredible date I had last night or food poisoning. We met at this amazing Tapas restaurant. The food was out of this world. I had never been there before but recommended it as a halfway point between us. We met online of course and as you well know that’s not anything new for Kitty. He was waiting for me at the bar and kissed me on the lips as we introduced ourselves. I loved that. I could feel the chemistry immediately and that broke the ice enough so the rest of the meal flowed nicely with few if any awkward moments.

We shared our food and held hands here and there throughout the meal and although it was so nice I was anxious for it to be over so that we could get to the good stuff. I recommended taking a walk along the streets of the very quaint town we were in. The main part was very small so we sat on a park bench and talked and kissed then talked and kissed. We seem to fit into each other perfectly and my entire body tingled. I haven’t felt this way in a very long time.

We discussed the distance between us and how we would manage that. “What would we do? Get a room?” He asked. I looked at him and smiled nodding just a bit. Then he smiled too.

It was chilly for May so we walked back to my car. We got into the front seat and immediately began to kiss again. His hands began to roam touching me in all the right places at all the right times.

“You’re a good kisser,” he said

“So are you,” I answered breathlessly “you are good with your hands,” I added. We both smiled. He’s a mechanic and so he truly is good with his hands. We began to kiss again as he said “are you good with YOUR hands?”

 I smiled into our kiss and said “I think so.”

“Are you good with your mouth?” He asked

“I AM good with my mouth,” I said with more confidence as the kissing became more intense. “What do you like?” I asked him.

“I like going down. I like eating pussy and I like getting oral. Do you like giving oral?”I smiled as we were still kissing throughout this entire conversation. His words along with his roaming hands were making me lose control. We continued talking and kissing as he tried harder and harder to take off my clothes.

“Stop,” I said. “You’re making me crazy.”

“Let’s crawl in the back,” he said.

“I’m not going to fuck you in the back of my van,” I said more seriously. Then at the same time we both said “Tonight” and smiled.

We agreed that we didn’t want our first time to be in a car. I want it to be special this time. This may be something real. This may be the relationship I have been wanting for years now. I want everything to be perfect…at least for the first time.

“Let me have a little taste,” he said as he kissed me and ran his fingers inside of my pussy. He licked his finger then put it into my mouth. The flavor was familiar to me.

“Do you have any wild fetishes I should know about?” I asked hoping that the one thing he said was not that he wanted me to wear a strap on.

“Would you think it was crazy if I said I wanted to stick my tongue in your ass?” A part of me tensed just a little bit as this was something that AG had always wanted to do.

“That would be okay,” I answered hesitantly.

“How about something else? Can I stick my cock in your ass?” I smiled again as we were still kissing relieved that I had done this before.

“If you are very very careful,” I whispered remembering the attempt at anal between AG and myself.

“I will be very very careful,” he whispered back smiling as he said it.

We chatted and kissed some more. “I’ll bet you have a little bit of a wild side to you,” he said with hope in his eyes.

I smiled my devilish smile and assured him he would not be disappointed.

And so begins my relationship with the man I will now refer to as Biker Dude II. Kitty is a happy happy Kitty.

Condemned

I logged onto my blog this morning with a great deal of hesitation. I’m not sure what I expected…a big “CONDEMNED” sign or something? But I took the 1^st step and I am here. Not necessarily writing anything sexy but just wanting to let anybody still reading know that I am here…alive…and better than ever. Hammer and I have made several attempts at getting together. I know I know and if T-Bone ever reads this he is going to kill me. He’s been wanting to romp and God I love him for trying but Dude has access to way to many firearms and he also has one crazy bitch for a wife. I have told him time and time again that I have fought hard for my freedom and there is no way in hell that I am going to end up in the news as one of those random women that’s taken out by some crazy bitch in a hotel room.

Hammer…well he’s a different story. Regardless, life gets in the way and we have yet to christen that new shower.

Ultimately Kitty is trying to meet a new playmate preferably not married so that we can romp…fuck together and I can write about it for your reading pleasure. Kitty has not given up hope.

So hang in there friends. I see some of my other friends have removed their blogs completely. That’s not me. I’m still here. I just need to find a playmate.

Adios for now.

Guess Who

You’ll never guess who came to MY house the other day…my old sweet buddy and former lover HAMMER! I know…RIGHT?!?!?!

Kitty needed some pipes cleaned and who better to clean Kitty’s pipes than the master himself?

Actually Hammer really DID fix my pipes and although there were moments that were a little awkward, we managed to get through it and Kitty now has a brand new shower.

What awkward moments you ask?

Let’s start with me asking what his real name is after fucking him a half a dozen times.

When Hammer first arrived we did the half mouth half cheek kiss because Kitty’s kids were hanging about and Kitty is in no mood to explain to the kids why I am kissing the guy fixing the shower.

Hammer showing me the shower when it was done and resisting climbing inside of it with him. That was an especially tough one for Kitty because no matter what happened between the two of us that energy is still there and Kitty still gets wet at the site of Hammer.

I guess the last awkward moment was when Hammer was leaving. Both of us hesitated for a moment and then realized that not only were my kids around but my neighbors were all out as well.

I texted Hammer later to thank him again and we chatted a bit about maybe getting together. The thought of Hammer’s hands on me and the thought of his hard cock inside me are just enough to make me smile and say “Let’s try out that new shower.”

In Touch

It’s kind of funny really when you think about it that some of my closest friends lately are a few of the men I fucked from Ashley Madison. Can I just say that the single guys on Plenty of Fish have NOTHING on Hammer, T-Bone or even XXX for that matter. Yesterday which was the last official day of Kitty’s busy season at work, I had the pleasure of hearing from all three of my faves not to mention ex-husband number one. Strange right?

Don’t ask me why but these guys are some of the greatest guys I know anymore and even though they at one time dipped their “wicks” into Kitty, they are all warm, passionate men who are trapped in marriages that just don’t give them everything they need.

Is Kitty going to fuck them again? Probably not…maybe…not sure yet. But it is still great to keep in touch and talk on a level that we never have before.

And after all we have all been through together, it gives Kitty a great sense of peace that we can all be friends and comfort each other when the occasion arises.

Pain Pain Go Away

Pain Pain Go Away

The pain of rejection is not new to me. I can’t figure out why some instances effect me more than others. Take the Spicy Italian. I thought we had a certain connection. In reality he pushed the sex too early. I wasn’t quite ready. Why you ask? Well, for one thing I am still self conscious about the weight that I have yet to shed since Angry Guy and I have split. The Spicy Italian has an amazing body for a man of his age although I have to say that he listed his height in his online profile as 5’6” and Kitty is thinking he is more like 5’2”. Since Kitty is quite short myself, the Spicy Italian’s height was not that much of an issue.

And so after that fateful night when Kitty slinked away from the Spicy Italian’s restaurant and back to my own office just a block away Kitty did not hear back from the Spicy Italian. I did see him online however. He was shopping for other women. He was clearly not satisfied or impressed by my performance in bed.  That infuriated me. And so just a day before Valentine’s Day I texted him as I saw him online on POF and said “find anybody interesting on POF?”

Thirty minutes later or so I received a text back from him saying “Driving to Philly”. I expected that to be the last I heard from him. To add insult to injury on Valentine’s Day I received a text from him saying “GM [Kitty]. You are a great person just don’t think we are compatible.”

WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?!?!? Based on some of the wonderful conversations we had over the past weeks I thought we were DEFINITELY compatible. This was clearly physical and damn did it STING.

Over the course of the past few weeks I watched him online as he searched and searched for someone younger, thinner and more beautiful than Kitty. Oh and he will find her. You mark my words.

Once again having dealt with the pain of rejection for a good portion of my life not to mention through some of my Ashley Madison encounters I have come to realize one very important thing. Yes, the men do move on and they move on quickly. The Spicy Italian probably doesn’t EVER give me a thought. I would be surprised if he recognized me or even remembered my name at this point. But one thing that I have learned is that the pain DOES go away. Sometimes it takes a few weeks sometimes YEARS but this pain of mine. The pain of lost potential will go away. And Kitty will be stronger than ever. You mark my words.